Orange Bottles Lyrics by Wyatt Flores
Empty orange bottles and dirty white pills
Scattered on the floor of cheap hotels
Mold at the bottom of my coffee cup
Somehow I still gotta wake up
Room full of eyes I’ve never seen
Staring like a deer in the *** beams
Tell me I’m nothing with your dirty looks
Judge me by the cover, throw away the book
Well, I’m so numb I can’t tell if I’m alive
‘Cause it’s so hard to keep my head up
Feeling like I’m out on the run
Yeah, who am I kidding?
Who have I become?
This old town makes my heart wanna beat on a thump of a drum
Yeah, what am I chasing?
Who have I become?
Yeah, what am I chasing?
Who have I become?
I’m grateful for anything that I get
All I want is just a cigarette
Burn my throat, burn my lungs
I wish someone knew who the hell I was
Waking up sure feels like falling down
But I’ll get *** again at the next town
‘Cause it’s so hard to keep my head up
Feeling like I’m out on the run
Yeah, who am I kidding?
Who have I become?
This old town makes my heart wanna beat on a thump of a drum
Yeah, what am I chasing?
Who have I become?
Yeah, what am I chasing?
Who have I become?
‘Cause it’s so hard to keep my head up
Feeling like I’m on the run
Yeah, who am I kidding?
Who have I become?
This old town makes my heart wanna beat on a thump of a drum
Yeah, what am I chasing?
Who have I become?
Yeah, what am I chasing?
Who have I become?
Yeah, what am I chasing?
Who have I become?